Su Wanti arranged Shang Xingjian and the other person to stay in a small thatched house behind the house, which was specially built for storing medicinal herbs.
This thatched house was only used by the original owner.
The herbs she collected from the mountains were all placed here. Some of the herbs were very poisonous. The original owner was afraid that her family would touch them by mistake, so she locked the thatched house every day and did not allow her family to enter.
The original owner's younger brothers and sisters were all very well-behaved and obedient. They kept their sister's words in mind and never wandered around and played near this thatched house.
Therefore, this room filled with the scent of herbs became the best place for Shang Xingjian and the other person to hide.
In the corner of the thatched house are several bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets, as well as hoes, sickles, ropes and other tools needed for collecting herbs.
There are also two rows of wooden shelves in the room, on which are placed seven or eight large bamboo baskets filled with different herbs.
Su Wanti pushed the wooden shelf forward and cleared a clean area at the back of the room.
Then they moved in a few bundles of hay from the haystack beside the courtyard wall and spread them on the open space.
He went back to his room, found a piece of cheesecloth and spread it on top.
A simple big bed was ready.
Shang Xingjian carefully placed An Jing on the bed. Seeing that he was in good condition and his wounds had mostly recovered, he was completely relieved.
"Huh——" Shang Xingjian breathed a sigh of relief.
After walking for an hour and a half, his back was covered in sweat, and his forehead and neck were dripping with sweat.
Even the roots of my hair were wet and sticky, and I felt very uncomfortable.
Shang Xingjian frowned. He could even smell the sweat on his body.
After he settled An Jing, Su Wanti said a little embarrassedly:
"Girl, do you have a tub and warm water? I'm all sticky and want to take a bath and freshen up."
Su Wanti narrowed her eyes. The faint light of early morning filtered through the small window of the thatched hut, and the pale white light gave the small hairs on her face a soft edge of light.
She was only sixteen years old, with round cheeks and clear eyes. She looked young and innocent, and she looked like someone who would never refuse anyone.
In fact, it is not.
The corners of Su Wanti's lips curled up, as if she was smiling.
"A bathtub? Warm water? Do I need to prepare a handful of rose petals, jasmine oil, the best bath beans, and a silk bath towel? Do I also need to call two beautiful maids to serve you, one to rub your back and the other to massage your shoulders?"
Her voice was neither hurried nor slow, and very gentle, but Shang Xingjian still heard the obvious sarcasm in it.
Since birth, he was a prince raised in the palm of the emperor and empress's hand, and no one had ever said such words to him.
Shang Xingjian was stunned at first, and then his cheeks turned slightly red.
Although he was raised in a well-educated environment, he was not arrogant by nature.
"No need to go through so much trouble. I just need a simple bath. A bathtub and warm water are enough." Shang Xingjian waved his hand and said softly.
He thought that he was not a prince who was high above everyone else and didn't know the sufferings of the common people. How could an ordinary farmer's home have rose petals, jasmine oil, bath beans, and silk?
He would not make such an unreasonable request.
After hearing his answer, Su Wanti chuckled. "You really dare to think that? Do you know how much firewood it takes to boil a large tub of bath water? The firewood used is enough for my family to cook for a month!"
"There's no tub, no warm water, only a wooden basin with cold water. Do you want it, sir?"
Shang Xingjian had no idea how ordinary people lived, and he had no idea that the bath water he was used to using actually consumed a large amount of firewood. After hearing what Su Wanti said, he finally had a rough understanding.
"Then... I want it. Thank you, young lady."
After a while, Su Wanti brought in two steamed buns, a basin of cold water, and handed two pieces of clean linen to Shang Xingjian.
"Wipe the blood off your friend and clean the area around the wound every half a day."
"I'll bring you water and meals at noon and in the evening. You and your friends stay here and don't make any noise."
Shang Xingjian nodded and took the steamed buns and other things.
Looking at the yellow and black mixed flour bun in his hand, he frowned slightly. Is this all he wants to eat? How can he eat this?
"Miss, do you have pickles and porridge?"
Su Wanti glared at him coldly, and Shang Xingjian immediately fell silent.
Needless to say, she must have felt that her request was an unreasonable luxury.
Shang Xingjian munched on the steamed bun silently. The bun was made of mixed flour and wild vegetables, and it was very choking.
He had grown up in a pampered environment and had never eaten such hard-to-swallow food, but now he was in trouble, hungry, tired, and in order to recover his strength, he could only chew a few more times and swallow it with difficulty.
Seeing that he was having a hard time eating, Su Wanti turned around and went out, bringing in a pot of well water. "Don't choke on it, drink some water."
Shang Xingjian was gentle and said, "Thank you, Miss."
After saying that, he picked up the kettle, and seeing that there was no cup, he raised the kettle and drank from the spout in big gulps.
Seeing this, Su Wanti thought to herself: He is not a pretentious person.
After Shang Xingjian drank his fill, he did not forget An Jing who was sleeping.
He poured water into his palm, dipped a clean linen cloth in the water, and gently pressed it on An Jing's dry and cracked lips.
Su Wanti said, "Just make do with it for now. I'll bring you two water cups at noon."
Shang Xingjian thanked him.
Su Wanti asked again: "What are your plans for the future, sir?"
Shang Xingjian shook his head.
However, it's not that he doesn't have a plan, he just doesn't want to tell others about his plan.
This woman can take them in for a few days and heal An Jing's injuries. As for the rest, there is no need to tell her.
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